Dark Alley

Chapter 10

Why am I here?

     I see light colored walls, wooden floors, windows with shades, objects, and a door. I also noticed that I'm lying on a bed.

     Of course.

     I remember where I am now. Calvin brought me here - for his long term experiment.

     I scan the room where he kept me - it's half empty, the objects are far away from each other. Like the cabinet fifteen meters away from the bed. It's spacious and I couldn't believe I can already breathe.

     Inhale.

     Exhale.

     Next with me are fresh piled clothes and a paper on top of it. I sit properly on the bed - my foot hangs on the floor while the other one is lying on the ground. I grabbed the paper and read it - it's from Calvin:

     As soon as you get this letter, I want to welcome you to your room. What's your say? Tell me when you get downstairs, but before I see you - wear the clothes I readied for you.

                                                                                                                                         - Calvin

I'm touched.

     I scan the dresses he wants me to wear. The first one was a navy blue shirt was made of cotton with a v cutline on the neck, and under it was a tight plain blue jeans. Somehow I need to adapt sharing clothes with Calvin because as what as I can see here is that he is, but his clothes are fine better than what I wear inside the dark alley. I strip my shirt off and damped it on the bed, the same thing is what I did with my pants and my boxers - I am completely naked but not for long because the coldness could kill me. I swiped the clothes Calvin asked me to wear as I quickly slid it on my body.

     Like what Calvin ordered me in his letter - I get out of my room and I am surprized to smell something unusual, good unusual. I used the smell to track the dining room thinking Calvin might be in there. Fortunately I was right - Calvin was sitting on the chair in the end holding a newspaper with his hands.

     "So," he says. Not looking at me, but he seems to know I my presence. “How are you feeling right now?"

     "I'm okay now," I said, short but he already understood what I meant.

     "Sit down please," he says, folding the newspaper and placed it on his lap then points at the chair beside him with his hand. "Grab some breakfast. I know you're very hungry."

     "Thanks," I said. I gave him a short smile, but I still kind of hate him - I want to learn not to. I sat on the chair next to him and acted like I wasn't that hungry. I look at the table - I can see a fancy tray with loaves of bread half consumed, and a plate of hot dogs and eggs.

     Calvin looks at me like he's telling me to start digging - oh I want to eat them all. "You want coffee?" I nodded. Calvin actioned to take the thermostat and poured the coffee in an empty cup positioned on my table.

     I've never tasted coffee, I wanted to tell him - but in my surprize I think he already knows. "Coffee virgin?" He asks. I nodded, whatever that means. "You don't have to drink it if you don't like to."

     I shook my head, insisting. I want to try coffee, I have to. I held the ear of the cup with my two fingers and slowly took a sip - it's hot. Coffee tasted weird - it's bitter and pale. I wonder why Calvin likes it, and I wonder why my dad used to drink it. I assume it is just what men do - drink coffee. I finished my coffee anyways then after I couldn't help it I took some bread, I learned they have carbohydrates and egg, they have protein.